No matter what Du Yuerong says, Ye Huanyan is too lazy to argue with her.
"Where's Xiao Bai?"
Du Yuerong smiles slightly, "Please sit down!"
Ye Huanyan sits on the redwood Taishi Chair, and although she is anxious, she can only force herself to calm down.
"Aunt Lin, serve the tea. Miss Ye is not an outsider, how can you neglect her!"
Du Yuerong gave a stern command.
Aunt Lin bows her head and walks out. When she comes back a moment later, she's holding a teapot and several plates of snacks.
Ye Huanyan is very unaccustomed to the smell of incense in the Buddhist hall, as well as the array of memorial tablets...
"Let's talk somewhere else!"
"Let's talk here! Since the master's death, I've mostly stayed here to accompany him. The master cherished you and pampered you, yet you never came back to see him. Are you afraid of feeling guilty towards him now?" Du Yuerong smiles, her hands still twirling the Buddha Beads, looking devout.
